Always Now

What else is a man to do first thing in the morning while sipping his ice coffee in front of his computer monitor? It’s a cold, gloomy Sunday looking out the window right beside my desk. Greys, browns, bare trees, old houses… Meredith, New Hampshire is still so darn charming, though. So, naturally, I’m thinking about the perception of time.

Cuz me. Of course I am.

Ainsley and I have only been together for just under seven months out of the three decades we’ve known each other. I’ve returned to my birthplace — the Lakes Region of New Hampshire — after that same amount of time. I’ve only had this computer for a couple of weeks to finally manifest the dreams I’ve had for a third of those decades. This is what my brain does: walk through the events of my life every now and then, observing the scale of things like some gallery exhibit.

It’s probably something every one does, albeit only within the first hour of waking up… I dunno. I’ve started the day with weirder thoughts.

This geek feels the passing of time… but after consuming sooooo much of that wonderful stuff I now refer to as “speculative fiction”…

[ TANGENT TIME, KIDS: I’ve spoken about this before but man, I love that term way better than science fiction. I’ve only learned about the term speculative… spec-fi vs. sci-fi? Sure, why not… in the past couple years. It more accurately encompasses all the weird and wonderful themes you can experience in science & fantasy storytelling. Okay, back on the rails…]

…I remind myself of Einstein’s Theory. Specifically, that all time exists simultaneously and we merely observe it in a certain fashion. I mean, of course! Humans only observe a fraction of a percentage of light spectrum, of sound waves, of the very universe.

So, as we humans tend to do, I look for something to comfort me on my life’s journey — a notion that this “passing” of linear time is an antiquated thought. The past is not the death of Now any more than the future is its birth. In the immeasurable scale of our reality, its always now. I’m practically standing still at one point, spiraling around while the rest of it all spirals around me.

It’s dizzying. And awesome. And I’m fine.

Good morning.